Talk about crazy. Wal mart has a thing against me. EVERY freaking time I go in that store I gotta poop ! And I will guaranty you I will be as far as possible away from the restrooms when I do. I had to stop 3xs in the middle of the isle and clench it before I could get there. Some lady stopped and asked me if I was OK. Im sure my face was a pretty purple color from trying not to go in my pants. I squeezed out a squeaky Im fine and took off again. I am sure I heard a giggle as I passed by. I finally get there and a worker is standing there with a mop bucket. Now, I know she is getting ready to clean and close the doors. She said," Im soo" I said move lady. and stand by with that mop. She was no where to be found when I came out. hu, imagine that.
OK, You guys have heard the battle between the store and my bowels but tell me true, TWICE in the same shopping trip ???? There has to be something in that store. Has to be ! I suspect ex lax powder being blown through the air vents. Empty people want food. Hey, they sell food !